Gregor blinks. "Oh. Right. Yes." He's starting to remember a bit more, specifically that this is Rosinante, the other guy with the... not son. Child? Ward? Whatever. They've spoken before, lots of times, though it feels like it was years ago.

"Sorry to skip introductions." Not that sorry, he does it all the time, but in this case he didn't mean to spook anyone. "Still getting used to all this. Again." He sort of gestures to Beacon as a whole.

"I like what you've done with the place. Looks like you all finally figured out how to get the lights back on." There were other problems, he's sure, but if they're still around he'll hear about it eventually.